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Songs of Seventy — Secotid Series 



ALMONT BARNES, LL.R, 

Author of Elysian Fields 



HAMILTON ADAMS, Publisher 

WASHINGTON 

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LIBRARY of CONGRESS 
Two Coplet Received 

NOV 29 1905 

j.,^ Copyright Entry 

7c-#i^. SL9. /9</r 

CLASS Oi. XXc. No, 

/SXSX9 

COPY a. 



Copyright, 1905, by Almont Barnes 



THE FRIEDENWALD COMPANY 
BALTIMORE, MD., U. S. A. 



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JOUL of Beauty whose gay carol 
Falls so sweetly on my ear, 
Shall thy glad and haunting music 
Teach my soul that thou art dear? 

Like a spirit, from the dawnlight 

Murmurs through my dreams thy strain. 
Swelling high, and grand, and glorious, 

Dying soft and low again — 
Soul and Song flow on together, 

Harp-toned to Life's heaving sea. 
Till my days, forgetting sadness, 

Thrill with Music and with thee. 

Soul of Splendor, of Apollo, 

Whisper in my listening ear 
And I follow, lo I follow! — 

To thy life all hearts are dear. 



Cue ^utnnter ®aj 



tone ^ummet ®ag 




HE Sun ba^ cauQbt 
SHis sbat)ow— nauQbt 
3But sense of beat per* 
va^eD tbougbt. 



Bacb jutc^ plant, 
©t lite=wine scant, 
Broopet) faintino, witb a &eatbwact) 
slant; 



IRot fowl nor birC) 
(Bave song nor wor^— 
Bacb trailed Its plumes anJ) was not 
bear^. 

[5] 



ONE SUMMER DAY 



Hlone, it seems, 
ifrom steely gleams, 
Switt silent swallows sliimme^ tbc 
streams. 

Ube trees stoo^ still— 
®*er vale ant) bill 
Ube sultry Summer baD its will, 

Hnt) bel^ in tbrall 
'IReatb smotbering pall 
Xite, as tor lite's own tuneral. 

Ubrougb meat)0ws, slow " 
Zbc rix^er's flow 
6li& sbimmering out of long ago, 

[6] 



ONE SUMMER DAY 



Uo 6ba&e its sblne 
'IReatb elms benian 
inabere, u&&er ^eep, &reame& &rows^ 
ftine— 

XTben, ixrgeb b^ tbrtll 
®t wai^warD will, 
Ifell soiiuDirtQ unberneatb tbe mill, 

Uo issue wbite 
Bgaiti to ligbt, 
Hn toam^ trolic as ot fligbt* 

Mestwart), ant) biab 
Unto tbe sl?^ 
Barlj clouds were drifting sullenly, 

(71 



ONE SUMMER DAY 



Wbile lorMter, le& 
Uo statelier treat), 
/lC)Ove& tbe majestic tbun&erbea&. 

XTbe air grew tense 
Hu tbe suspense 
©f an expectant indolence. 

3far soun&s &rew near, 
TTill one migbt bear 
Ubeir air^ footfalls at bis ear, 

XRHbile more remote 
Became tbe note, 
jfluna, U^c coined silver, from tbe 
tbroat 

[8] 



ONE SUMMER DAY 



fn voting balloo, 
XCbat fainter grew 
Wbile widening in tbe basis iJlue, 

Zo be returned, 
Bn ecbo, spnrneD 
Zo wbere tbe vacant silence i5earne&, 



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't^t Cmpeef 



C^e Cetnpeaf 



^^Khen roaret) a winb; 
^^ Hnt) close bebinb 
Ube face an& e^es ot beaven ^rew 
blin& ; 



Ubougb blotted woo^s, 
Hn interlu&es, 
•Revealed to ligbtnings solitudes 



Ubat qiiivere^ bacft 
ifrom tbitnt>er*cracft, 
Bitingulsbe^ in a ^eeper blacft; 

[11] 



ONE SUMMER DAY 



Hub storm^smit pines 
fn struogling lines 
Iboarse roareb along tbetr Hpenntnes, 

Hs tbrougb tbem, sbet) 
ftom overbear, 
Ube riverp rain^reel? rioteb; 

anO bnrr^lng clouds 
fn bu&Ming crowds 
dfleb, tatters tracing trom tbett 
sbrou&St 

IKnbile flasb, an^ roar, 
Hnb fierce bownpour, 
/IDa^e eartb tbe tempest's tbresbing 
floor. 

[12] 



t^t (JlomBow 




C^e (RatnBow 

HE rain raineb b^— 
Ube storm's last sigb 



Ceaset) lifte an enbeb litany. 

Cloub^tanaleD trees 
Xett to tbe breese 
Ubeir raoQeb remnant legacies 



®t linaerinQ mist, 
IRelease^, sun*ftisse& 
Zo vaaue an& vapory? ametbpst. 

[14] 



ONE SUMMER DAY 



(Ileare^ cbeerfl^, 
H bluer brigbtness in its ei?c, 

IMlbile eastwar& gone 
Ube clou&s tolled on, 
Grumbling along tbe borison. 

But life founb wings, 
Mitb twitterings, 
Hn&, bark!— tbe bome^near robin 
sings ! 

Hnt) golbenl^. 
Clear, measured, tree, 
Ube forest tbrusb's minstrelsy? 

[15] 



ONE SUMMER DAY 



Gave to tbe woo& 
f ts vocal mooO, 
Unt> cbeeret) tbe soul ot solitude, 

HnD everi^wbere 
Ube tresbenet) air 
Bore blessebness ot answere& prai^er; 

Bartb's buman broot) 
ifrom plenitude 
©t sbelter out to IFlature stoo^, 

Hut) bopetuU^ 
Hcross tbe sft^ 
^Heaven's sun eartb's rainbow ftfsset) 
gooC)*bpe. 

[16] 



(Retnimecenf of ^untB 



(getnini0cen( of ^Mnce 



^^^^ NCE on an evening such as this, 
f^^l^' Beneath this friendly maple shade 
We, hand in hand, in troubled bliss 

Together slow and silent strayed. 
I think you thought what I must say, 
And you took not your hand away. 
My voice held something for you then, 
Beside the voice of other men. 
You let me hold you, hold you fast — 

Was it for better, or for worse? 
Beyond the moonlit path we passed ; 

I won your kisses' sweetest curse. 
All this to me you once made seem 
A sweet dream in a bitter dream. 

The night looked down upon us there; 
I saw as if I saw it not, 

[18] 



REMINISCENT OF JUNES 



For one thing more than all was fair — 
You, whom I loved more than we thought. 

Through rifts of leaves the moonlight fell 

Upon your face, beloved well. 

I kissed it with a fervor true ; 

And was it wrong I said to you 

All that I said, 'twas wrong to feel 
All that I felt, more than I said : 

But yet from that was no appeal. 

When the last trumpet shakes the dead 

May I not rise, if of desire 

Of mine you set my heart afire. 

Still summer night, and peaceful skies. 
And river touched with dusk and gleam 

Of night and stars, beyond you lies 

The heaven of which peace may dream ; 

But not for me at any cost 

That rest, while what was lost was lost. 

Beneath these maples' annual shade 

I must remember how we strayed 

119] 



REMINISCENT OF JUNES 



Here, and betrayed with one long kiss 
Our souls, to sorrow it may be. 

Which yet had retrospect of bliss 
Better than other heaven to me. 

That lacks the old consent divine 

Which made you for a moment mine. 

The year which held our troubled bliss 

Went moaning, like a soul in pain. 
Out of the world. We had learned this: 

Love. We need never learn again. 
But I said, she shall feel no wrong 
For love's sake — I will suffer long 
Ere I bring shadow on her soul 
Who gives me all things but the whole. 
And thinking thus, again we strayed 

One night beneath this maple tree. 
You know the offer that you made? 

You said: "Write love's one song for 

me — 

f20] 



REMINISCENT OF JUNES 



You taught me this, win hope in this " — 
You warmed to life our year-old kiss ! 

The sun drew from lone Memnon's lips 
Th' eternal music of the morn — 

On granite, silent, in eclipse, 

Light smote, and melody was born: 

But can your brightness from me bring 

A worthy, joy-born offering? 

Yet from my lips, touched by yours, take 

Such music as such love can make: 



[21] 



^ong 




jEFORE me lies a calm and quiet 
bay. 

Enshrining many flower-scented islands, 
And o'er the waves the murmuring ripples 
play 
In sunshine, or the shadow of green high- 
lands. 
I watch the sails, soft swelling in the wind ; 
I watch the move of the mysterious river ; 
I watch some foamy wake, dying behind : 
Life, and the Stream of Life, for aye and 
ever! 

I have a boat, a neat and handsome craft, 
With new strong sails, and dainty pen- 
nons flowing. 
And she is rigged both forward and abaft 
To court the softest breeze that e'er went 
blowing ; 

[22] 



REMINISCENT OF JUNES 



But trim and gallant, she can breast a 
storm, 
Can ride the billow in life's wintry 
weather. 
And she hath cabins fairy -like and warm : 
Come, love — should we not sail Life's 
voyage together? 

Come to the cabin — whisper as a lute 
The word for which my life awaiting 
yearneth. 
My heart stands still with hope, ardent but 
mute, 
And one from look and tone quick lessons 
learneth. 
Those were enough. If thou hadst an- 
swered no. 
And bid me wander on, to thee a stranger. 
Even the tone would hold me here below, 
But leave my ship a chartless billow 
ranger. 

f23J 



REMINISCENT OF JUNES 



O noble Ship of Life, I am a god — 

My cabin is my heaven; there be my 
angel. 
At the inner shrine no feet but ours have 
trod — 
There thou shalt read to me the heart's 
evangel. 
Let him who dares the silken curtain move, 
To cheat one love-glance from thine eye of 
beauty. 
Or seek to dim the brightness of thy love. 
Thy glance shall teach him shame, thy 
anger duty! 

Upon some bright and sun-sought summer 

morn, 
Before the dawnlight wakes upon the 

water. 
While hangs upon the new moon's silver 

horn 

[24] 



REMINISCENT OF JUNES 



A bright young star, chaste Dian's only 
daughter ; 
A little hand shall wake thee from thy 
sleep, 
A voice shall call to thee, but not in sad- 
ness, 
And while the star and crescent find the 
deep, 
Ye shall arise in glory and in gladness; 

And when I turn me from my watch above, 
And leave the stars dissolving in the 
ether, 
To kiss the slumber from thine eyelids, love. 
And find two glorious morns have dawned, 
together, 
O Queen of Soul, there may I praise, with 
thee. 
That guidest heavenward little feet soft 
pressing, 

[25] 



REMINISCENT OF JUNES 



The ruler of a happy destiny 

Which crowneth love with its all-crown- 
ing blessing ! 



Again the moon from crescent grows 
To fulness, and the river bright 

In stars beneath it. Give the rose 
Your lips are, for our pure delight 

Of life in all the coming years, 

That peace may shine, where first were 
tears. 



[26] 



TQPooinge of (^t TCPtnb 



(^ootng0 of tU (S^inb 



^^k| maiden lay 'neath the rustling 
^1 trees, 
All dreamily lay there, 
And fitfully the southern breeze 
Was lifting her loosened hair. 
It stooped to her brow with a balmy salute, 
And the maiden smiled, but still was mute. 
It stole to her bosom, then back to her lips, 
And scattered blush roses all over her 
cheek ; 
It brushed a tear from her eyelash tips 
Ere the maid to the breeze would speak. 
Maiden. 
Whence comest thou, toying wanton? 
Wind. 
From the South. 
Maiden. 
What wilt thou? 

[281 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



Wind. 
Fifty kisses from thy mouth. 

Maiden. 
And what wilt thou if I will give thee 
kisses? 

Wind. 
Ask fifty more of fifty other Misses. 

Maiden. 
What then? 

Wind. 
I'll haste toward the rising sun, 
And warm a cold heart on Mount Washing- 
ton. 

Maiden. 
Where has thou been, sweet wanderer of 
the South? 

Wind. 
Where have I been? O'er every maiden's 

mouth 
From Mexico to this the Old Dominion, 

[29] 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



And I've a thousand kisses on each pinion. 
The passion hearted 'neath these passion 

skies 
Have given me kisses, some have given 

sighs; * 
Kisses to melt and sighs to keep that melted 
Which stands upon the mountain, snowy 

belted. 
Through all the Southern Land, from lake 

to ocean, 
I've stolen lovers' heart-throbs for my mo- 
tion. 
I've lain upon the Creole maiden's breast 
And warmed me with her tenderest thoughts, 

and rest 
Has never held me but when I might lie 
Bathed in the warmth of some heart's Italy. 
Perfume and sunshine, many a failing 

breath 
That wandered when young hearts were 

wedding death; 

[301 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



Kisses from lips that kissing scarcely met; 

Kisses from brides with swooning eyes tear- 
wet; 

Warmth from all hearts that ever beat for 
love; 

Passion from claspings seen but from 
above — 

All these are mine; and I will melt that 
One 

Who stands so cold upon Mount Washing- 
ton. 

Maiden, 

Who is this One, who thus, while Summer 
lies 

Warm over all beneath the Southern skies. 

Stands on the mountain glittering with day ? 

He cannot turn from thy hot breath away. 

Tell me his name, and I will give my heart, 

My love, to bear in thy warm wooings part. 

I'll give thee sighs, the heat of dropping 
tears, 

[31) 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



The moon-watched longings of my maiden 

years. 
All that can ever twine itself with youth. 
If thou his name wilt tell to me in truth. 

Wind. 
Well, swear to me by all that thou hast 

wanted. 
To keep the name, when I thy wish have 

granted. 
And while thou givest all thou can'st to me 
I'll tell the name of him I love to thee. 
But kiss a ripple of thy spicy hair 
And give the oath. 

Maiden, 
Do'st doubt me? Well, I swear! 

Wind. 

And thus I tell thee: On Mount Washing- 
ton, 

Far to the North, where colder shines the 
sun, 

[321 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



I crept all shivering, the other day, 
For I had wandered far in venturous play. 
And there, above a dark and frowning cliff 
With rock-strewn base, and peak like Tene- 

riffe, 
Stood a grand being. On his mighty brow 
He wore a cap or crest as white as snow. 
That glistened like a myriad of stars; 
And ever from between his helmet bars 
His steady eyes gazed, wonderous and bold. 
Towards the South — and oh, how cold ! how 

cold! 
He bore no spear, but in one hand he 

clasped 
A branchless pine, half splintered by the 

blast, 
And in the other held he up to view 
A crown bediamonded with starry dew ; 
And deep within were words of frozen 

flame: 

[33] 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



I read — he smiled. The Ice King is his 
name! 

Maiden. 
Ah ! What wilt thou with this cold-hearted 

king. 
Who sits enthroned on Winter's ruining? 
Wilt breathe on him the summer of thy 

breath? 
He'll chill thee with a touch, as cold as 

death. 
Or couldst thou woo him from his regal 

throne. 
That regal is but while he rules alone, 
Thou wouldst not love him, for he would 

not be 
The mighty monarch thou hast told to me. 
Thy kiss would melt the splendor of his 

crown ; 
Thy passion steal majesty from his frown — 
Weaken the grasp that rivets on the North 

[34] 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



The frozen glory which his breath sends 

forth 
0*er all her thousand bright and sparkling 

streams. 
Binding a double slumber o'er their dreams. 

A few there are, and such we sometimes see, 
Enthroned upon their own nobility. 
Such never love, save in that higher sphere 
Where not too oft an equal doth appear — 
Alone, but proud in being thus alone, 
To sway the realm whose lustre is their own. 
If gods would mingle with a mortal throng 
Few would acknowledge them as gods, ere- 
long; 
And strongest does their will upon us bind 
When separate most they are from all man- 
kind. 

Wind. 
What then is Love ? 

[351 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



Maiden. 

What no one word hath spoken — 
The surge of sap that is the blood of Spring, 
Through Sun-glow that somewhere is 
never broken 
Since Life with soul to soar, had blood to 
sting. 
How can I breathe what Love is, when its 
passion 
Is more than I — aye, more than all of me ; 
More than I ever was or can be; fashion 
Of wedded force divine — He that is She ! 
For Life is born of Love ; and when Life, 
riven 
By fragment perishes, and is forgot, 

By fragment saved in some restoring 
heaven, 
Love will keep all, as if our lives were not. 
Love is the saneness that preserves who 
doubt it; 

[36] 



WOOINGS OF THE WIND 



In us outlives its loan, of little store, 

So that we cannot live nor die without it; 
For our Always is Love's Forevermore. 

Wind. 
But, ask the bulbul why it singeth only 
Its sweetest song where its one rose doth 
bloom, 
And among other flowers pineth lonely, 
Like wandering spirits that have lost the 
tomb. 
Can love bear incense to a pure heart-shrine 
To mock it, and to sadden it by passing? 
No— and its sweetest treasures must be 
mine 
If innocence remains with love's amass- 
ing. 

Maiden. 
Woo or be wooed — and thou will learn, be- 
side : 
Love most immortal is when most unsatis- 
fied. 

[37] 



&attB of (J^tet 



(Pefrain— ^un0e( 

HI^^SAST 'round me lies the great World 
1*^£^ like a ring; 

And on its thither edge the half-hid Sun, 
Set in the midst of amethystine clouds, 
Heaven's one immortal diamond, gleams and 
flames ! 



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